Don’t wake me up vigorously, O Madhukar!
You will break my delicate waist, my love!
As if smeared with vermilion
My lips have turned crimson with your bites!
I swear, I am exhausted and about to drop,
But the wicked one does not listen to me!
Don’t wake me up vigorously, O Madhukar!
You will break my delicate waist, my love!
My eyes have kept awake for four dawns and nights I pray I implore!
Narsinh’s lord much as you may trouble me in the bed,
It is still not enough!
Don’t wake me up vigorously, O Madhukar!
You will break my delicate waist, my love!
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